| My heart is beating hard
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| Although it’s reckless and abandon
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| Do your best to understand, lil honey
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| I do not care for most possessions
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| For I’m possessed
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| By something other than the foreign things
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| We buy ourselves with money
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| I do not have to run the race
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| Beside the man, inside this place
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| Of sharp turns and suburban satisfaction
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| Baby, don’t mistake me for someone who doesn’t ache
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| I’m the same as you, with a different reaction
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| I was born an animal
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| Wild, wild animal
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| I was born an animal
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| Animal
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| My path is an endless path
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| It’s a long look in the mirror
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| Never do I near my destination
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| For out here among the strange encounters
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| I’ve counted on my hands, to fight and stand
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| The trials and tribulations
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| But don’t take my words as crudity
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| I’ve got a gentle soul
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| Deep beneath the bricks
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| And I, got to haul myself around it
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| Yeah, I’m out here trying to do my best
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| To stay alive among the the rapids and the lies
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| That many a man have drowned in
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| Oh yeah… yeah…oh yeah
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| This times are desparate times
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| We spotted and surrounded
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| By hounds and vultures, lean and unforgiving
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| We walk upon two legs as men
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| We burn it down, just to build again
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| Will not make a change, to how we’re living
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| But I believe a change’ll come for us, and those who demand it
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| For those who can’t stand it
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| Living wild in the gutter
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| And on that day the sun will burn like golden hammer
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| And we will understand how and learn how, to live with each other
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| Ah… oh…oh yeah… ah…oh.awh…oh…oh yeah… |